Chapter 242: Zhao Ziqiang

"What are you talking about cats and mice? Are there cats here..."

Zhao Guanren walked towards several men and women slowly, and several of them

quickly nodded and bowed and said: "Boss! We are talking about cartoons. Just

found a basement in Building 18, which is full of various cartoons and game

collections. We thought it was materials. Have fun!"

"Hmm! Let's take a break..."

Zhao Guanren pretends to walk forward carelessly, and after a turn, he arrives

at the deepest 18th building. The 18th building is one of the only luxury

houses with a swimming pool. Those who can live here are all flatterers. See

him here. Almost did not kneel down to greet them collectively.

"I heard that I found a basement, take me to see..."

Zhao Guanren walked into the big villa with his hands behind his back. Almost

all the beautiful girls from the art troupe were here. A group of people

crowded him into the garage and saw that there was a wooden board on the floor

that had been lifted. A tool cabinet was originally pressed on it. A stairway

was exposed.

"Boss! There is nothing good below, it's all a mess of toys..."

The head of the cultural and industrial troupe brought an oil lamp and

accompanied Zhao Guanren into the basement. The basement was hundreds of

square meters, divided into two large rooms inside and outside.

The walls are covered with various versions of "Contra" posters. There are

also a lot of figures and dolls, followed by a variety of young animation

discs, "Cat and Mouse" and "Crayon Shin-chan" accounted for For the most part,

it looks like a child's paradise.

"Why are all red and white machines, and discs..."

Zhao Guanren squatted in front of the TV in amazement. The game consoles are

all new-manufactured old antiques. They belong to a typical nostalgic series.

Discs are very rare in China, and there is no computer or PS4, or a flat-

screen TV. He thought it was dusty. Decades.

"Boss! I used to be the property manager here, and I know the original owner

of this villa..."

A fat man bent over and laughed: "The owner of the house is called Zhao

Ziqiang. As soon as he eats soft rice with a little white face, he depends on

a woman to raise him all day long. But this man is also a cow. Six women raise

him together. There are female bosses and females. The police, take turns to

sleep with him six days a week, and he rests on weekends!"

Zhao Guanren was surprised and said: "Awesome! This is the life I dream of. Is

there anything about this guy?"

"This man is so-so, with a taste of earth and vulgarity. The car is either a

Hummer or a Ferrari. He wears a large platinum chain all the time and eats

green onions and gnaws Aolong..."

The fat man squatted down and shook his head and said, "Zhao Ziqiang likes to

show palmistry to women. It is said that he has some real skills. The

beautiful young women in the community line up to look for him. More than half

of them are in bed for him. It's the same as iron!"

"Idol!"

Zhao Guanren got up and walked into the back room. The semi-enclosed room was

covered with thick floor mats. There were no decorations or furniture. Even

the door of the room was a heavy armored soundproof door, but there was a

large glass stone in the middle of the floor mat. , Grayish like pebbles of

pressed pickles.

"Um?"

Zhao Guanren walked to the stone curiously, and sat cross-legged towards the

depression of the floor mat, closely fitting! Sure enough, it was a dent from

a long time of meditating, and you could touch the glass stone as soon as you

stretched out your hand.

"Crack~"

The glass stone suddenly cracked and turned into ** in front of him. When he

was surprised to take a look, the stone was actually not made of glass, but a

jade that had lost its color, from its previous shape. Look, it should be a

rough stone that has not been carved. ‘This is a quiet room for retreat, no

wonder it uses armored doors...’

After thinking about it for a while, Zhao Guanren got up and walked outside

and asked: "When was the last time you saw this person? Should you leave

before the accident?"

"It was probably three or four years ago. One night, there was a very fierce

thunderstorm. Several thunders hit this house, and the roof had a big hole..."

The fat man at the property recalled: “They started moving the next day. At

that time, I asked someone to repair the house for them. Then I paid the

property fee for ten years in one go. I never saw them again since I hit the

house. It’s been so empty all the time!"

Zhao Guanren pointed upstairs and asked, "Are all the things upstairs taken

away except for the things here?"

"No!"

The fat man shook his head and said: "I guess they are out of the country.

They said they were moving. In fact, they each took two bags. They only took

away valuables. No photo was left. The rest of the items have been shared by

us. Nothing special!"

"Um!"

Zhao Guanren nodded and turned around, and then went upstairs and turned

around, but nothing special was found, but he was basically certain that even

if the original owner was not Zhao Ziqiang, who was enshrined in the Soul

Refining Tower, he and Zhao Ziqiang had a lot to do. Associated.

"Zhao Ziqiang! Are you dead or left? What does it have to do with the Soul

Resurrection Tower..."

Zhao Guanren walked outside the house and looked up at the sky. After thinking

for a long time, he didn’t get the idea. He could only return to the villa for

lunch. In the next few days, he also began to exert his strength, personally

forming a team of 100,000 people. Of the dead special forces.

Seven days in a row!

Zhao Guanren took the troops to train with Qisha during the day, discussed and

studied with the dwarf master at noon, and went back to concentrate on

training at night. He did not touch a woman except Zhou Miao, and became a

good man with a good wife and a strong entrepreneurial spirit.

"That's not right! What's the situation..."

Zhao Guanren opened his eyes just before dawn. He was sitting alone in the

quiet room hitting the bottleneck, but the more he rushed, the more strange he

became.

People's natal fires are always getting stronger and stronger, not only can

they contain more soul power, but the power will also rise to a higher level

as the color changes.

But he did well, natal fire has been developing horizontally.

The spirit power is enough to compete with two or three yellow fire grades,

not much worse than the red fire grade, but the color has not changed a

little, like a small faucet installed in a big water tower, even if it uses

the strength of feeding, it still can’t fight others. Fountain in the small

pool.

"No wonder no one puts the natal fire in the dantian, the big bladder is

equipped with a little brother, and he can't urinate..."

Zhao Guanren sighed and left the quiet room, but as soon as he arrived in the

living room, Qisha and the matchmaker arrived, and Zhou Miao hurried

downstairs after receiving the news.

"You quickly get ready..."

The Qisha hurriedly said: "Yong Ye just gave us an expedition order to attack

a valley camp of the Dark Demon. The opponent's strength is at least 500,000.

It is estimated that it is one of the leading troops, which is not far away

from us. Dozens of miles!"

"map!"

Zhao Guanren walked to the table immediately, and the matchmaker spread out a

military map and drew the camp of the Black Demon with a red pen.

"This is definitely not the vanguard, this is the ** bait..."

Zhao Guanren shook his head and said: "Humans have a position in the rear. As

long as they move dozens of kilometers forward, artillery can cover this

place. Moreover, there is a Pingchuan outside the valley. We have nowhere to

hide. Humans will break us up in a few rounds. The Black Demon rushed out

again and slashed, and we're done!"

"But Yongye has already given a death order, he wants to save face..."

Qisha patted the map and said, "Yongye only gives us five days. Zhou Xuanye

and the troops from Duojiu Prison will set off. If we lose, they will rush to

pick up our shift, and Yongye will take me. You won’t have a good end for the

people’s head to sacrifice the flag!"

Zhao Guanren waved his hand and said, "I don't care if you want to die, but I

will not take the initiative to jump into the pit!"

"Big brother! It's so hard that you still don't understand the style of the

dead race, the soldiers of the dead race are consumables, and it is not you

and me who kill you..."

Qisha said earnestly: "As long as we can win, no matter how much I sacrifice,

I don't care. We launched two million troops to attack the valley, leaving

50,000 corpses, and eating the rest. This way, we will have face forever. Then

there will be no trouble!"

"Fight! Husband..."

Zhou Miao said: "Two million troops are just a drop in the bucket for the

dead, but this is your first battle. You must show momentum for everyone to

see. If two million are not enough, you will get another two million. If you

lose, you will lose your life!"

Zhao Guanren folded his arms and asked, "Where are Hei Prajna and Bai Ming?"

"Have returned to their turf..."

Qisha replied: "Yongye forbids them to leave for half a step, and they all

stay in the dark area to guard. There are a group of black demon passing by

outside the Baiming site, and Yongye forbids her to attack. I don’t know what

went wrong, but they I sent someone to ask about your situation, and I told

the truth!"

"Go ahead! You don't need two million, three hundred thousand is enough..."

Zhao Guanren pointed to the map and began to make a plan. Qisha and Matchmaker

both listened very carefully, and all their opinions were accepted as orders.

No objection was raised.

"You go to rectify the army first, I will come when I put on my armor, and

leave at 12 noon..."

Zhao Guanren took a deep breath and walked upstairs. Zhou Miao hurried to

follow him to help him wear armor. Naturally, the coach could not wear

sportswear on the battlefield, and he had already gotten a set of dazzling

full-cover boards from the dwarf master. First.

"A lot! Don't be afraid after you wake up, wait for me with peace of mind,

don't you know..."

Zhao Guanren held on to Zhou Miao’s shoulder. Zhou Miao looked at him in

confusion, but Zhao Guanren suddenly burst into light on her hand. He pressed

it gently on the back of her head and Zhou Miao immediately rolled his eyes,

softly. Fainted in his arms.

"Xiao Yu! Come up here..."

Zhao Guanren put Zhou Miao on the bed and opened the door of the room with a

shout. A slender maid quickly ran up, but Zhao Guanren was knocked out as soon

as he walked in.

"Want to pit me! You are still a little tender..."

Zhao Guanren took out the magic lock ring with a sullen face and put it

directly on the maid’s ankle, followed the stripped maid to change into Zhou

Miao’s clothes, and then climbed onto the roof with the maid in his arms, and

after blowing a whistle, A skinny hawk fell from the sky.

"Go! I won't tell you not to come down..."

Zhao Guanren patted the harpy on the shoulder, and the harpy immediately

grabbed the maid and flew high in the sky, and soon disappeared into the dark

twilight.

"Starting to act, humans..."

Zhao Guanren walked to the edge of the building and looked down. A dozen

humans nodded lightly and quickly got into his big villa.